Reborn Bastard Supreme

The sky gradually brightened, and the green peaks above the mountains, under the gusts of breeze, the branches and leaves of the trees collided with each other, and the rattling noise was unstoppable.

Gu Haichao's body had already been sent back to the Gu family. Although the death was strange and embarrassing, according to the investigation of the Gu family's dead, there was nothing wrong with it. When Gu Wenmian thought that Gu Haichao died of Hualiu's disease, his face was full of embarrassment. I couldn't help showing a bit of disgust. After hearing the report of the dead man, I ordered my family to bury the body directly. I don't need to care about Xin who is still in a coma. After a few days, I will be buried in the ancestral grave .

Gu Wenmian looked down at the two words written by himself, the ink was still wet. After sighing, he finally raised his hand to pick it up, crumpled it into a ball and burned it. Before he could put down the pen in his hand, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him. Passing by, the dead man of the Gu family in black put a silver tube on his hands: "My lord, something happened down the mountain."

Gu Wenmian put down the pen in his hand, staring at the blue and white porcelain vat that was completely black with ink: "What's the matter?"

Seeing that he took out the silk to check, the dead man reported in a low voice: "A few days ago, the crown prince made a private visit in his incognito form, and he fell in love with the oiran of Rong'an Theater. The queen refused to let her go, and the empress was very angry and refused to accompany the prince. The queen was so angry that she ordered her to be killed. When the prince saw that the prince was dead, he threw himself into the lake and committed suicide. Now he is dying."

"The prince committed suicide?"

Gu Wenmian looked down at the densely packed small characters on the silk, and thought of the pale face under the high throne, his eyes shrank instantly, and the corners of his lips curled up in an unknown way: "The eminent monk in the mansion, can you gone?"

"Yes, my lord."

"In this case, it's useless to stay here." Gu Wenmian burned the silk in his hand, regardless of the man in black behind him, walked quickly to the door and opened a gap, and spoke to the guards outside the door. Said, "Go and call the second master, the second wife and the third wife, and let them come to see the king immediately."

Hearing this, the servant did not dare to neglect: "Yes, my lord."

"...I heard that they were transported back by people, and they will be buried in the Gu family's ancestral grave, but after all, the way of death is that way, the prince must be ashamed—" Just as Gu Wenmian closed the door again, he turned his head and faced her. At the time of the death, Qing Huan was standing in front of the window, trimming a pot of begonias under the window, Gu Zhisu was looking at the outside through a window, and after listening to Lianzhu's words, the corner of his lips could not help but sneer.

"Although Gu Haichao died of sickness when visiting flower houses during his filial piety, he is still the eldest son of the Gu family. If Gu Haichao was not allowed to be buried in the ancestral grave because of his mistakes before his death, it would be too cruel and ruthless— —As for whether to lose face or not, that depends on what father thinks."

Before he finished speaking, Qing Huan seemed to have seen something, dropped the flowers under the window, ran out of the yard quickly, turned back after a while, and raised his voice before entering the door: "Young master, there is a message outside Letter, saying that the prince ordered the masters of each courtyard to pack their bags immediately and prepare to go down the mountain to return to the palace."

Gu Zhisu stood up, walked slowly to the window, glanced at the outside of the yard, looked at the familiar housekeeper, and said leisurely, "Did you say what it was for?"

The manager raised his head to look at him, then quickly lowered his head, with a very respectful expression: "It's true...it's about the young master's business, it's a little unlucky on the mountain—" Gu Zhisu's face sank, and he nodded in response Said: "So that's the case, what time can father say?"

"Go back to Fourth Young Master and leave at noon."

"So anxious?" Gu Zhisu was a little surprised, then nodded slowly, and said to him respectfully, "You go back to father, I will definitely be there at noon, so father don't have to worry."

The butler knew that his respect was not facing him, but Gu Wenmian behind him, and he didn't dare to treat him wrongly, especially in Gu Haitang and Gu Haichao, both brothers and sisters died strangely, and Xin's disease was terminally ill and he could do nothing. Gu Wenmian's heirs, seeing only Gu Zhisu and Gu Zhiming: "Yes, Fourth Young Master."

Seeing that the housekeeper had left, Qing Huan was still standing in front of the window, looking at the back of the housekeeper leaving, her eyes were dark and bottomless, she couldn't help stepping forward and asked, "Master?"

Gu Zhisu turned his head and looked at Lianzhu, who was standing behind him and letting the pigeons fly: "What happened at the foot of the mountain... that made father so anxious to go back?"

Lianzhu turned around and offered the things in his hands with both hands: "Master, a letter from Mr. Murong."

Gu Zhisu took the letter, pulled out the brocade from the silver tube, looked down for a moment, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "Pack up your things, we will go down the mountain immediately."

When everyone in the Gu family packed up and drove down the mountain in a carriage, Gu Zhisu's face was as pale as a cloud of smoke as he watched Xin's being carried into the carriage. Fu glanced at each other, then staggered to one side very quickly, whispered a few words behind him, and stepped into the smallest carriage.

On the mountain road, the sun was shaded by the lush trees, only the sound of the wheels of the carriage.

When they arrived at the gate of King Yi's Mansion, the sky was slightly darkened.

Gu Zhisu followed behind Gu Zhiming, glanced at Ye Diemeng, who was pretending to be sad, and walked towards the mansion step by step. As expected, he saw the end of the path, which was Gu Haichao's yard covered with white gauze - looking at the whole body Gu Zhisu lowered his eyes silently to the black spirit card, and put the incense in his hand into the incense burner.

In the past and present, the hatred is over.

After staring at the white gauze fluttering in the room and the absent-minded yet incessant weeping of the maidservants, Gu Zhisu suddenly turned around, and the breeze lifted his light blue sleeves, embroidering the silver thread The pattern of pear blossoms was projected under the faint light and shadow, but Ye Diemeng hadn't left after him. Seeing this scene, Ye Diemeng frowned subconsciously.

Hu Qin'er followed Gu Zhisu, watching him reveal a half-cold face from the semi-darkness, and was just about to ask if he wanted to prepare dinner, but when he glanced away from the corner of his eyes inadvertently, Suddenly it was a meal.

"Young Master, look—" Gu Zhisu looked along her fingertips, and his dark eyes suddenly became brighter.

Layers of dark clouds covered the sky, the wind rolled up hair and sleeves, and under the tall pear tree, at some point stood a man with a long body and a smile on his lips. His eyes, which were getting bluer and bluer in the darkness, had a gentle expression on his face. looking at him.

"Chang'an..., after Hu Qin'er saluted Xin Yuan'an, she walked away quickly as if she had already discovered this place and retreated to the distance, leaving only two people behind.

Gu Zhisu stared at him blankly for a long time, then lowered his head little by little, his fingers unconsciously clenched in his sleeves, his lips parted and he couldn't say a word.

Xin Yuanan looked at his black hair, sighed suddenly, raised his hand to hold his fingers, and said for the first time: "The prince is dying, and he won't last long."

Gu Zhisu suddenly raised his head and looked at him solemnly: "What's the queen's plan?"

"How do you know that the queen has plans?" When he looked over, Xin Yuan Anyi turned her head away, and looked up at the pear blossom branches and leaves, her eyes were full of sarcasm, "The queen wants to adopt the fourth prince, Xin Yuanping."

"As expected." Gu Zhisu held his hand back, his face relaxed a little bit, and he lowered his voice to analyze, "The third prince has a surly personality, you are hated by the emperor, and the sixth prince is disabled - count and count, There are only four princes left."

Xin Yuanan raised his eyebrows, and there was a rare moment of silence: "The empress wants the crown prince to be buried with the crown prince, do you know about this?"

Gu Zhisu had never heard of this matter before, so he was surprised when he heard it: "Why?"

Xin Yuanan sneered, pulled him a little closer, stretched the cloak with one hand, covered his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "When the prince left the East Palace and went to Rong'an Theater, it was In order to fight for the favor, the princess specially bypassed a female official and opened the door for the prince. What happened after that——" The matter of Rong'an Theater was personally planned by him and Murong Yi, Gu Zhisu remained calm , but felt the warmth on his shoulders, he couldn't help but softly frowned, and took a step towards him: "Does the queen want to fight for the crown prince's name for Xin Yuanping?" "The emperor hasn't died yet, so he won't agree easily." Yes." Seeing that there was still a gap between the two, the man curled his lips helplessly, dragged him over and hugged him tightly, then lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "A few days ago, Xin Linhua's hidden guard rebelled. "

"The secret guard betrayed?" The hot breath from his ears almost disturbed his mind, but when he heard the word Xin Linhua, Gu Zhisu's eyes changed, thinking of Xin Linhua's leader of the secret guard, the sordid thoughts he had towards Xin Linhua, harmony and loyalty When he was on business, he couldn't help showing a smile that was not a smile, and said in a low voice with deep meaning, "Probably because of a guilty conscience."

Seeing his expression, Xin Yuanan knew that he knew what he was thinking: "It's good that you know."

When the voice fell, both of them were silent, and after a while, they spoke almost at the same time.

What was said was completely different.

"I know you have something to hide. What you said last time—" "If Xin Yuanping becomes the crown prince, I will ask my father to marry me into the East Palace as a concubine—" Gu Zhisu felt as if he was holding his hand, Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly squeezed his wrist tightly, the heat still came from his ears, but the words were cold and made people tremble: "What did you just say?"

Gu Zhisu didn't look up at him, but stared at the tall pear tree in front of him and said: "Now there are only me and Zhijing left in the first room, and there are no unmarried daughters or twins in the third room, only the second room is left. That twin may marry into the palace, when that time comes, I will tell my father that I will be Gu Haiyu's concubine and enter the palace together."

Xin Yuan'an's hand became more and more forceful, almost breaking his wrist: "You're crazy—" Gu Zhisu suddenly threw him away, took a step back with his head down, the black cloak slipped off his shoulders, and was caught again. The wind blew up again: "Whether I am crazy or not, you know best."

Xin Yuanan's face sank to the bottom, Mo Lan's eyes filled with anger: "Gu Zhisu!"

"You know." At this moment, Gu Zhisu suddenly raised his head, his eyes darkened, he fixedly looked at him, and gritted his teeth word by word, "The person I want has never been Xin Yuanping. "

What I want is—"I know." Xin Yuanan looked at him for a long time, but he felt that those eyes were like a bottomless deep pool, and his heart was full of anger and sourness, "For that position, I have to pay for that position." Is it worth the price?"

Gu Zhisu looked at him for a long time, even though he knew he was angry, he still smiled.

That gorgeous and cold face, once put on a smile, makes it hard to take your eyes off it.

"Why isn't it worth it?"

For you, I dare to do anything.

Xin Yuanan shook his fingers, walked up to him abruptly, ignored Gu Zhisu's astonished gaze, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and pressed against his forehead, rubbed his soft lips, gently He sighed and said, "Don't force yourself because of me—I won't be willing, and you won't be happy either."

Gu Zhisu was hugged tightly by him, he struggled for a while, and felt that the man's arms were clenched, so he could only gradually relax his body: "Chang'an—" The two hugged each other quietly under the pear tree, Gu Zhisu hung down silently. Turning his head, he rubbed his cheek very lightly, and before he could say anything, he heard the man's low voice: "Don't worry... I will never let anyone hurt you Opportunity."

Before the words finished, Xin Yuanan lowered his head, kissed the corner of his lips, and then let go of his arms. The black unicorn cape passed by him, and he subconsciously raised his hand to grab it, but he could only look at it. The back of the person, walking further and further away in front of my eyes: "Chang'an!"

Above the sky, layers of dark clouds covered the leaves, and the copper bells under the eaves made an uproar.

When the raindrops fell on his cheeks, Gu Zhisu almost woke up suddenly. He clasped his fingers in his sleeves, but he still didn't look away, staring at the direction where the person disappeared, staring blankly.

The green bamboo umbrella painted with blood-colored pear blossoms unfolded not far from Gu Zhisu's body, and then gently landed on his head.

"Since he doesn't want to, and you don't want to, why bother?"

Gu Zhisu hooked his lips, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse: "But... this is the fastest way—" He made Gu Haitang and Gu Haichao die, and now the only person available in the big room is Gu Zhiming and himself, Xin's health is no longer good, and the crown princess will be executed soon. In order to preserve his status, Gu will naturally marry another daughter, or a twin born from the first line. Last time the third wife married a concubine, this time It must be Da Fang's turn.

Regardless of age or status, he is the most suitable.

And if he can enter the palace, no matter if he buys the staff for that person or orders Xin Yuanan, there will be restlessness inside and outside the house, and in the end he will not be able to free up his hands to harm Xin Yuanan who is leading the army, or be on guard early. He can also be the first to know what the neighboring country Daxia or Dazhou has in mind, and he can respond appropriately.

Even if he is married into the palace, it doesn't mean that he will pay for himself.

It was just acting on the spot, but who would have thought that the person would react like this—"The fastest way is not the best way." Mingling stood beside him holding an umbrella, seeing his hesitant expression, she simply opened her mouth to test, "It belongs to I'm taking the liberty, actually...Your Majesty, you also know that you are born in the inner house, after all, your vision is quite small, and the Lord is a man, so it's better to go directly to the court."

"In February next year, it will be the children's test."

Gu Zhisu paused for a moment when he heard the words "entering the imperial court", and then exhaled lightly, then looked back at Ming Ling with a smile: "Auntie has so much confidence in me, Gu Zhiming has worked hard for many years, but he is just a Tong Sheng, I have not yet been admitted to Juren, so in just one year, I can become famous and enter the court?"

Seeing him like this, Mingling knew that he had changed his mind, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, and moved the paper umbrella further: "My lord, others don't know how talented you are, but in your own heart, does the lord think of himself like this?"

The fine rain fell on the sleeves with the wind.

After a very long period of silence, Gu Zhisu suddenly hooked his lips and murmured in a low voice.

"Since we are going to enter the court, we can move ahead of time with a few nails—call Han Xin to come see me immediately." Seeing him turn around, Ming Ling hurriedly followed him all the way to the corridor, Then he closed the umbrella and replied, "Yes, my lord."

"How is Han Li recently?"

Hearing him utter the word Hanli, very few people in Qionghua knew about the existence of Hanli, and Mingling couldn't help but look serious: "Hanli's technique has been completed, and I handed over the letter today, saying that I want to see you one side."

Gu Zhisu stopped and his face sank into darkness: "At this time tomorrow, let him come to see me."

"In addition, to send a message to Hanmeng—" Under a dark sky, a strong wind blew up above the city tower, and the big clock used to tell the time, after the dull bell rang, the bean-sized raindrops fell, and the smell of mud and The fragrance of flowers and trees spreads in all directions along the wind.

The light blue sleeves were raised, and the white fingers were gently raised, pointing to the inner palace not far from here, in the golden jade tiles.

"When the wind and rain overturn, the building will fall."

【The sky will be rolled up】